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[justsomeshrimp]

【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

♛ refer to the list here for active muses.
♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line!
♛ can be informal/formal/previous game canon/spur of the moment/crosscanon/whatever tickles your fancy! don't even need to ask me just post whenever you'd like
♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go.
♛ nsfw version here.

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Surprise me whoever you got! Also, if this isn't okay, let me know!

[wantedposter]

Hey, did you hear?

Someone opened up an arcade nearby! You want to come along?

perfectly ok <3

[neverstopgrowing]

Wow, wait really?? O_O Of course count me in! Where is it?

[unveilingtruths]

[After everything, Ysayle would not believe that it would end this way. Outside her demeanor remained calm, still, but there was an undeniable strain to her expression that betrayed that tiny flutter of fear within her breast.

A part of the Elezen wanted to be angry, yet she knew the hypocrisy in that. When she had seen Stelletta look towards them, that damnable machine in her hands, her heart had sunk immediately knowing what the Miqo'te had planned and before she could utter a word they'd all been transported to the Loporrits ship where they had had no choice but to stay there and wait.

And wait.

And wait.

Then came Meteion with word that Stelletta was coming soon...

And more waiting and waiting and waiting.

Her heart had near burst by the time Stelletta had returned and she had forced herself to step back while all the healers did their work, cursing herself for never picking up the art. Now she kept vigil, her hand gently holding the warrior's smaller hand.

Here she would wait forever if need be.]

[jumprinserepeat]

[ She had been willing to make that ultimate sacrifice at the end of the universe. For the good of the star and all the others. It wasn't necessarily out of any grand obligation and more so that was her own nature - Kind and caring. Of course it had hurt to press the button, especially seeing Ysayle's expression as she and the other scions had teleported one by one back to the Ragnarok, but it was for the best. She kept telling herself that.

And yet somehow, she'd survived. Only to face another challenge in Zenos, finally having the decisive battle that he'd craved and that she knew had been inevitable.

It was the hardest fight she had known and as she lay there collapsed, broken, and bleeding heavily at the end of the universe, she couldn't help but wonder if this was how it ended. Was she at peace? Did she have lingering regrets? The Miqo'te had always been so selfless that she rarely focused on herself and she truly didn't know. What was certain however, was as she lost consciousness her last thoughts lingered again on a particular Elezen woman and something twinged in her heart before darkness claimed her.

And so she floated in a limbo, dreamless and quiet and timeless.

It wasn't a gradual awakening. One moment she was in the black and the next she could feel the weight of blankets upon her, smell the tang of medicinal ointments in the air, the dull ache of her wounds. Even then it's still disorienting as she groans softly. ]

Nngh...

[ She can feel a hand on hers and her own fingers automatically curl and flex to hold on to that tether as she surfaces back into conscious thought and mismatched eyes flutter open. When she notices who is grasping her hand, she speaks softly and haltingly, voice unused for so long in her unconsciousness. ]

...Ysayle...?

[unveilingtruths]

[That small sound seemed to freeze the world around her and Ysayle stared, almost afraid to believe, thinking she might have imagined it. She stared, breath caught in her mouth and when she feels the slight movement against her hand her eyes dart down to it.

Even for her it takes everything in her to remain composed and she swallows hard, gently curling her hand tighter against Stelletta's.

Yet when the Miqo'te opens her eyes, Ysayle can hold back no longer. Her own eyes film up and she has to take a moment to press her lips together.]

Oh. Oh thank... [She's not even sure who to thank for a moment, before you finally settles on] you. Thank you so much for coming back.

[She gently leans down to press her forehead against Stelletta, fearing that moving her too much would cause undo pain.]